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38. Fair Warning (Lexi POV)
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Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 39. Wet (Clay POV)
Walking into the kitchen, my eyes landed on my mom and Lexi sitting at the island, wine glasses in hand. They both looked deep in conversation, sharing the intimacy only women can conjure with a glance or a laugh."Look, Luke, there isn't a Beta house on the property. Just figured you could shack up here in the main house for a while," I said, turning back to my friend, making an effort to sound casual.Luke glanced at Lexi, a mixture of contemplation and, was it longing, crossing his face? "Well, one wing of this place is already bigger than our apartments combined," he mused.His gaze met mine, and a mutual understanding passed between us. "Alright, that's okay with me," he finally said, breaking into a small, accepting smile.As I moved to the fridge, I couldn't help but catch snippets of their conversation, of mom's hearty laughter, and Lexi's soft-spoken questions. My eyes shifted toward Lexi, then back to Luke. They shared a bond, something palpable and real. It was like a strin
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 40. Rein Myself In (Luke POV)
The drive back to the apartment was thick with tension, the silence in the car almost oppressive. From my spot in the passenger seat, I glanced back and forth between Clay and Lexi. Her eyes met mine briefly—those vibrant green orbs clouded by a flicker of confusion and concern. She looked as lost as I felt. Clay, meanwhile, was unreadable. His jaw was set, eyes fixed on the road, a statue of impassive concentration. Was it the weight of his imminent leadership that burdened him so? Or was it something simpler yet infinitely more complex, like when Lexi climbed onto my back instead of his wet one? My thoughts cycled through the possibilities, each more unnerving than the last. When we finally pulled up to the apartment, the atmosphere remained heavy, unbroken even by the jingle of keys or the slam of car doors. Leaning closer to Lexi as we exited the car, I whispered so softly I wasn't sure she'd hear. "Take a bath when we get up there." She nodded, a tiny movement almost lost in th
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 41. You Should Be (Luke POV)
Lexi and Clay emerged from the bathroom, their faces mixed with relief and lingering concerns. At that moment, I was out on the balcony, packing away kettlebells and yoga mats, trying to drown my tumultuous thoughts in the mundane tasks.Lexi slid the balcony door open and stepped out, her eyes searching my face. "Are you okay?"I glanced up, meeting her probing gaze. "I'm managing, but I suspect you already knew that," I said, the implication hanging between us like a cobweb, delicate but hard to ignore.She paused, a puzzled expression flitting across her face. "What do you mean?"I sighed, gathering my words. "There's something different radiating off you, Lexi. Whether you admit it or not, we all feel it, including you. After we get past the move, and the ceremony tomorrow, I swear I'll delve deep into the annals of lore and legends to unravel this mystery. We have to understand what's pulling us all into its orbit."Her eyes widened slightly, a blend of apprehension and curiosity
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 42. Pushback (Clay POV)
My muscles ached pleasantly as I lowered the dumbbell back into the box, my breath mingling with the early morning air. I grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off my face, glancing up as the moving truck pulled into the driveway. Omegas emerged from the vehicle, ready to assist with the move. Today was the culmination of everything I'd trained for, fought for, and bled for. I was about to become the Alpha of the pack. Oddly, amid the swirl of emotions, a sense of serenity anchored me. It wasn't just about the title or the responsibilities; it was about a lifetime of lessons from my parents, the elders, and even from my own past mistakes. I'd trained for this moment since I could walk. I had dreamt of this day, and it was unfolding better than I ever hoped. With Lexi, my destined Luna, and Luke, my most trusted friend, beside me, I felt invincible. It was as though every challenge I'd faced had been a stepping stone, preparing me for this very moment. I was ready, not because I had t
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 43. The Dress (Lexi POV)
I watched through the windshield as Clay and Luke darted in and out of the trees, their wolf forms gliding effortlessly through the woods. It was like watching two forces of nature playfully interacting, a display of camaraderie and primal energy that left me both enthralled and introspective. The weight of the impending ceremony settled over me like a gossamer veil, insubstantial yet unmistakably present."Why here? Why now?" I whispered to myself, contemplating the baffling turns of fate that had led me to this moment. Then a thought, uninvited yet impossible to ignore, whispered through my mind: Because they are your mates.The plural form of that word—mates—sent a shockwave through me. My heart pounded wildly, like a frantic drum against my ribcage. Was that even possible? Could the universe indeed be pointing me toward not one but two fates inexorably intertwined with mine?"No, stop," I muttered, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. This was no time f
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 44. It's Time (Clay POV)
The moment I saw Lexi standing on the porch of the pack house, enveloped in that radiant dress, something seismic shifted inside me. It was as if the world suddenly crystallized, every blurred edge snapping into laser-sharp focus. I felt as though I'd been skimming the surface of a deep ocean, and now I was plunging headfirst into its depths. The impact was profound, flooring me with the realization that I was utterly, irrevocably in love with her. And not just love—a conviction that she would be an astounding Luna, one that would help redefine what it meant to lead, care, and love a pack. After I set her down from our brief, whirlwind embrace, I led her to the table where Luke and I had been sitting. My hand rested on the back of a chair, pulling it out for her. "Here, sit, love," I said, trying to sound casual despite the cascade of emotions coursing through me. I seated her between Luke and myself, catching Luke's eye as I did. For a brief second, my eyes flashed gold. I had a pr
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 45. No Ordinary Bite (Luke POV)
My world tilted off its axis when Lexi stepped onto that porch. Dressed in that radiant white dress, she looked ethereal, every bit a Luna. I felt love stir within me, sending my emotions into chaos. It was disconcerting, to say the least.Love?My mind buzzed with questions that were answered only by the painful tug in my chest.Everything was a blur from there—the pack's anticipatory zest, Clay challenging his father, and the two grappling in their wolf forms. None of it anchored my attention quite like watching Clay bite Lexi. An unseen blade carved a jagged line through my soul when his fangs met her skin. My heart splintered into pieces, and I wondered why. She couldn't be my fated mate. Yet the emotion that swelled inside me was raw, potent, and spoke of something far more profound than simple affection.The elder ladies—Heidi, Hilda, and Gertrude—hurried to scoop up Lexi, their wise faces lined with reverence for the ritual that had just transpired. They quickly gauged her e
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 46. Catalyst (Clay POV)
Still wrestling with my thoughts, I glanced at Lexi, her eyes already meeting mine as if she sensed the turmoil inside me. "Hilda is running a bath for me. I'm going to go check on it," she said softly, untangling herself from the fragile embrace that held Luke and me together. "I'll come with you," I offered. There was something unspoken, an invitation in her eyes that I couldn't ignore. We left Luke in the living room, the air still thick with emotions none of us knew how to articulate. As we reached the bedroom, Lexi turned toward the bathroom door but paused. "Would you wait here for a moment? I need to talk to Hilda. Alone." "Are you okay?" I asked, the weight of the evening pressing down on me. Worry crept into my voice. She smiled reassuringly. "I'm fine, Clay. I just want to ask Hilda to give us some privacy and thank her." With a nod, I watched her slip into the bathroom, leaving me standing in what was now our bedroom. Pacing back and forth, the weight of what I'd just
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Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 130. 5 Years Later
Our front yard was a scene of pure, unadulterated joy, with Reni and Lachlan, our beautiful 5-year-old twins, and their cousin Finn chasing each other around, their laughter and shouts filling the air with the vibrant energy of childhood. I found solace on the porch swing, enjoying the afternoon sun, while Moro, now a permanent fixture on our land as my advisor and friend, sat beside me. Moro's life had taken a beautiful turn; she was dating Devlin, sharing a life with him in more ways than one.Both Moro and I were weeks away from giving birth, our bellies round and full of life. Devlin emerged from the woods and greeted Moro with a kiss that spoke volumes of their shared affection. He glanced my way, assuring me that Luke and Clay would join us shortly.True to his word, Clay and Luke approached, already wearing shorts. Our attempts to maintain a semblance of modesty in front of the kids were somewhat amusing yet necessary. The dry boxes they kept on the edge of the woods for such o
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 128. (Luke POV)
In the quiet of our home, the absence of the familiar bustle and noise felt almost surreal. As Clay gently lifted Lachlan from his car seat, his voice broke the silence. "I'm just going to give him a bottle," he said softly.I nodded, a smile touching my lips. "It's all frozen, man." I thought about Lexi and how diligently she'd been pumping since leaving the hospital. She'd been a force of nature, feeding the twins or pumping tirelessly. We'd even bought a new freezer just to store all the milk she'd accumulated. Her determination was something I admired deeply.We tiptoed to the bedroom, careful not to disturb the tranquility. Lexi lay there, sleeping soundly, clutching our pillows close. The sight tugged at my heartstrings. "She was so tired," I whispered.Gently, I lay down behind her, feeling the warmth of her body against mine, while Clay positioned himself in front with Lachlan cradled in his arms. Lexi's eyes fluttered open, and a smile lit up her face as she saw our baby boy.
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 127. Precious Cargo (Clay POV)
Sitting in the NICU, our baby boy's warmth against my bare chest provided a strange sense of solace amid the beeps and hums of the machines. I glanced at Luke, our little girl nestled in his arms, her frailty marked by the wires and tubes assisting her breath. Despite her struggle, there was a certain resilience in her tiny frame. On the other hand, the boy made his presence known through his cries, only pacified in moments of sleep or cradled in our arms. The NICU staff, recognizing our unique situation, had granted us unrestricted access, a small mercy in this rough time. Lexi had stayed behind this visit, exhaustion finally claiming her. The look in her eyes when she thought one of the babies would not get as much attention because she wasn't there made her hyper-vigilant. The three of us couldn't go together, so we switched off, her the constant as one stayed home. Luke finally put his foot down, saying he was getting fragile herself. She only conceded to rest after I promise
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 126. Struggling (Luke POV)
In the sudden chaos of the night, with Lexi's water breaking unexpectedly, my world tilted on its axis. She sat up abruptly in bed, urgency in her voice, "Oh shit, Luke, Clay, wake up, wake up now!" We both jerked awake, disoriented. "What's wrong?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes, trying to process her words. "I'm sitting in fluid. I think my water broke..." Rushing to the hospital felt like a blur. Doctors swarmed around Lexi, their movements precise, their decisions swift. They decided on a c-section, taking out both babies at just over 32 weeks. Panic clawed at my throat, the reality of the situation pressing down on me like a physical weight. In the sterile confines of the hospital prep room, Clay, whom the hospital staff believed was my brother, helped me don the medical gown required for the surgery room. I paused, leaning my forehead against the cool window, a wave of emotion overwhelming me. Tears streamed down my face as I admitted, "I don't think I can do it, Clay. I don't thi
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 125. (Lexi POV)
Six months had flown by, and I was sitting on the floor with my pregnancy pillow wrapped around me. It was a quiet morning, just the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains. I shifted and stretched in every possible way, trying to coax the baby - or babies, to be precise - to ease their foot or elbow from my ribcage.Under my breath, I pleaded with them, my voice a mix of discomfort and affection. The movements inside me were relentless, a constant reminder of the life growing within.Luke, stirred by my soft murmurs, slowly crawled down from the bed to join me on the floor. He stretched, a lazy yawn escaping him, then leaned over to kiss my round belly. "Stop torturing your mama," he whispered into my belly button, his voice soft and playful, sending ripples of laughter through me.He gently massaged my belly, tracing the visible lines of tiny feet and elbows gliding across my skin. The babies seemed to respond to his touch, their movements becoming more pronounced.I could
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 124. Untamed (Luke POV)
At that moment, with Lexi beneath me, everything felt amplified and intensified beyond my usual senses. My body responded with a fierce urgency, a primal need to ravage her. Every kiss, every bite of her lip, every roll of my hips was a testament to a desire that was more than just physical. It was as if an ancient, primal force had awoken within me, urging me to solidify our connection. I had to remind myself constantly – she was human. My strength, enhanced by the mate bond, could quickly become overwhelming. The last thing I wanted was to hurt her, to let this raw, untamed part of me cross a line. Lexi, lost in the intensity of the moment, seemed to be riding the same wave of passion. Her moans, her surrender to the sensations, spurred me on, yet the cloud of doubt loomed heavier with each passing second. Carefully, so as not to startle her, I eased myself up, maintaining our kiss until the very last moment. My grip on Clay's arm reminded me of the balance I needed to maintain.
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 123. Slip By (Clay POV)
As I stood there, watching Luke and Lexi, a profound sense of certainty washed over me. It was more than just witnessing two people in love; it was the palpable sensation of Fate weaving its intricate tapestry. There was no denying it – they were meant to bring a new life into this world. It felt like every star in the sky, every whisper of the wind, was conspiring to guide them toward this destiny.For me, the realization that I wasn't the first to embark on this journey of fatherhood brought a surprising sense of relief. I pondered why this was, delving into the depths of my thoughts. Was it the enormity of the responsibility that daunted me? Or perhaps the fear of confronting my own potential as a father.Yet, as I observed them, another far more profound reason dawned on me. It was the desire to see Luke transcend his past, to break free from the chains of his troubled upbringing. I wanted this for him – to prove that he was not a mere product of his genetics, but a man shaped by
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 122. Like Hell He Is (Lexi POV)
The shift in the room was noticeable as Clay finished updating the drawing of our tattoos. It symbolized our unity, of everything we had become together. Of everything we had to go through to be together. He flopped down beside us, pulling me onto his lap with a gentle tug. His kiss was a silent promise, a reaffirmation of our bond.The thought of having a baby seemed both daunting and incredibly right. I couldn't explain the pull I felt, a deep, instinctive urge that seemed to transcend my human understanding. A part of me worried about the potential complications of one of them being the biological father before the other, but I kept those thoughts to myself for now.Lost in Clay's kiss, I reached out instinctively and grasped Luke's hand. The moment our hands touched, the sexual tension that had once existed between Luke and Clay surged back with an intensity that took us all by surprise.Luke recoiled, almost as if he'd been shocked. "Holy shit," he exclaimed, jumping back.Clay g
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 121. Let Me Do It (Luke POV)
Something deep and primal within me stirred as Lexi's lips met mine. It wasn't just the rush of hormones or the inexplicable workings of magic – it was something more profound, more intimate. This was the enchanting kind of magic that comes with love, a deep connection, and the unspoken desire to nurture that connection further.Having kids was a concept I had never seriously entertained. Kids who grow up in rough homes like I did often fear the possibility of passing on those horrible experiences to their own offspring. I was no exception to that, but as Lexi kissed me, every fiber of my being seemed to awaken to a new reality. It was time – time to think about an heir.This realization hit me with such force that I felt compelled to voice it aloud.To my astonishment, neither Clay nor Lexi reacted with the same shock I felt. They seemed almost calm, accepting of the idea.I also felt this powerful urge to tend to Lexi's mark. A part of it was because of the tingling sensation overt
